Abyssinia - Patti Smith Group

Oh I’ll send you a telegram

Oh I have some information for you

Oh I’ll send you a telegram

Send it deep in the heart of you

Deep in the heart of your brain is a lever

Oh deep in the heart of your brain is a switch

Oh deep in the heart of your flesh you are clever

Oh honey you met your match in a bitch

Deep in the heart of

Deep in the heart of

There will be no famine in my existence

I merge with the people of the hills

Oh people of Ethiopia

Your opiate is the air that you breathe

All those mint bushes around you

Are the perfect thing for your system

Aww clean clean it out

You must rid yourself from these, these animal fixations

You must release yourself

From the thickening blackmail of elephantiasis

You must divide the wheat from the rats

You must turn around

When I see Brancusi

His eyes searching out the infinite abstract spaces

In the rude hands of sculptor

Now gripped around the neck of a

Oh look at me aah

cannot move ahh so much aahh everything I am

possible

Aah

Feel so fucked up

Much too

I know I know

Tell him to get out of here

Go down to the sea

if he would just tell me

He appreciates Brancusi’s space

The sculptor’s mallet has been taken in place

Every time I see